Sean was taken away by an unexpected person.
When the figure wearing a loose black robe appeared, Harry and Ron seemed to have heard their House Points decreasing.
"Sean said that he would stay in school for a month, and a professor would come to take him back to Hogwarts later, but who would have thought that this person is Professor Snape..."
Ron was hiding in the shadow of the shop, watching Professor Snape walking towards here,
"Harry, you were absolutely right in not submitting your application to stay in school."
Harry's head shrank.
Just like he didn't know why Professor Snape helped him deal with Quirrell, he also didn't know why Professor Snape hated him so much.
Professor Snape behaves as if he is shrouded in fog.
"Do you think staying in school is so easy? Sean is the first Hogwarts to be approved to stay in school in a century!"
Although Hermione was also surprised, when he heard Ron's arrogant words, he couldn't help but glare at them.
"Of course, he is still the greatest in the future..."
Ron covered his mouth halfway through speaking.
"What?"
Hermione asked immediately.
"No, it's nothing."
Ron stutters a little.
Hermione's suspicious eyes lingered on his face, then he snorted and turned his head away.
Diagon Alley on the street.
The two professors looked at each other as if they were doing some special handover ceremony.
"He's doing Animagus Transfiguration, Severus."
Professor McGonagall said calmly.
"I know."
Professor Snape's voice is as deep as ever.
"The steps until the storm..."
Professor McGonagall handed over a note, but was interrupted before she finished speaking.
"I--will be responsible."
Professor Snape took it, his tone was like announcing.
"I'll be back in two weeks, or on a stormy night."
Professor McGonagall word by word, she inexplicably regretted agreeing to stay with Marcus for two more weeks.
Obviously they haven't been together for many years, but it seems that there are more places that need her than just Hogwarts, and more than just McGonagall Villa...
Sometimes the meaning of home changes with people.
The sunset filled the sky. Even when the Dark Lord was still dormant, she noticed that the world was becoming more and more beautiful.
"As for Liquid Luck, you decide when to tell the child."
Professor McGonagall After saying the last words, he left without looking back.
Professor Snape was left behind and turned around to leave, while Sean quickly followed.
"Some idiots can't seize it even if they are given a chance. Are you right, Sean·Green?"
Professor Snape said gloomily.
"Can I drink Liquid Luck?"
A mature voice came out.
Professor Snape suddenly lowered his head and stared coldly at Sean's brooch.
"Heh--"
Professor Snape looked at it twice more and said nothing for the time being.
"What did you see on the fourth floor..."
He suddenly said something out of nowhere.
"Voldemort..."
Sean quickly touched the brooch.
Professor Snape has stopped motionless, his eyes are gushing with uncontrollable anger, and his voice is trembling slightly:
"Ah - our Sean·Mr. Green always feels that his few simple and ridiculous tricks can accomplish some earth-shattering things... Even the Dark Lord doesn't take him seriously..."
Snape's cold and sarcastic voice came out,
"Very well, then, for your courage, your confinement will begin on September 1st and last until... September 1st... without holidays, and..."
Sean stopped in place without speaking, but Professor Snape hadn't finished speaking yet.
"Every year."
Sean was a little confused.
Stay at Hogwarts every year?
Is there... such a good thing?
When we returned to Hogwarts, the sky was completely dark.
Snape was in such a bad mood that he couldn't imagine what would happen next.
The Dark Lord is planning a comeback, and everyone knows his brutal methods against the wizards who hinder his plans.
He originally thought that the little wizard in front of him was just an organizer, but he didn't expect that he would actually face the Dark Lord.
"What did you do, tell me - the whole process!"
In Dungeon, Professor Snape cast a spell to block eavesdropping, and he said coldly.
Sean briefly explained Professor Quirrell's anomaly using a brooch, and in the end they stopped Professor Quirrell's process.
Fortunately, although the brooch cannot conceal the facts - because it will reveal the thought process of concealing the facts - Sean can choose to say it.
He tried to reduce his presence as much as possible, and probably only elaborated on Professor Quirrell's anomaly, request for help, and the process of Headmaster Dumbledore expelling Voldemort.
"Who do you think you are?! Who do you think you are provoking?! You are ridiculously naive!"
Professor Snape almost roared.
He felt scared for a while. The Dark Lord attached itself to the back of Quirrell's head and entered Hogwarts. What stopped him was Green and others who were inexplicably involved.
His reason is so ridiculous that he wants to help Quirrell?
Just because of a letter of recommendation?!
His trembling body suddenly calmed down a lot in an instant, and he looked at the little wizard who was only two heads taller than the table with a heavy look.
Those green eyes were a rare color among the gray and black Dungeon. Snape was speechless for a moment.
He... is so stupid. Such stupid people never end well.
"Get out--"
He said the last thing.
As he finished speaking, there was a rumble of thunder in the distance, and a bolt of lightning pierced the night sky.
"Come back!"
Snape shouted.
I don't know what he is angry about.
A storm is coming.
Dungeon can see the gloomy sky through the gap.
Sean felt the second heartbeat, which was stronger than the original heartbeat.
This meant that the moment he had been waiting for had arrived.
The moment lightning pierces the sky, he needs to immediately go to the place where the crystal vial is buried. If he completes all the previous steps correctly, he will find a mouthful of blood-red Potions inside.
"Where is it buried?"
The storm appeared so quickly that Snape could only ask sternly.
"Note, Professor..."
Professor Snape was dizzy, and then he remembered the note with the address on it.
According to Minerva·McGonagall's cautious style, that would be a place he is very familiar with.
When he opened the note, he saw a dazzling name.
--Spinner's End.
He stayed where he was. During Hogwarts's summer vacation, he rarely returned there. Minerva·McGonagall sometimes asked owls to send letters to contact him. But that didn't mean that he was willing to let people intrude.
"Follow me!"
He quickly walked out of the castle with Sean.
This idiot is different after all.
It was raining and stormy at night.
The undulating mountains became blurred, and Hogwarts became dark.
During the trek, only the silently lit wand of Sean brought a glimmer of light.